My Chair

So I just had to post a picture of my chair in our bathroom. Here's the story behind it. As most of you know, Bill LOVES to take baths. He has been in our new tub almost every night. One night I walked in and all I saw were bubbles and his face peeking out...too funny! Well there's something about a bath...I guess the warmth, comfort & vulnerability of it, that causes Bill to want to talk. We have had some of our best talks while Bill was in the tub. The problem with this is, I have had to attempt to find a place to sit while we talk...on the hard toilet seat cover or the hard floor...not very comfortable for me. But you see I didn't really mind...because we were talking. Most of these conversations are about our faith, our sins & struggles. Confessions, asking forgiveness or just sharing hurts that the other might have caused are frequent topics. This is good stuff...stuff that can easily be forgotten in the busyness of our day...but imperative for our marriage to be healthy & strong.

So ever since they started digging the foundation for our addition I have been on a hunt for the perfect little chair...my chair. I would find one, call Bill and he would say..."Be patient...keep looking around." Well as hard as it was, I was patient & last weekend while staying at Bill's parent's home in NY, I saw in the garage a little chair...beaten up, in need of a little love...but the perfect size & shape. My father-in-law was happy to give it away and we loaded it in the car. With a couple coats of white paint and a new seat...it is finished. I still would like to add a few little fun details on it, but I love it. I look forward to many more great talks with Bill...and this time I'll be comfy in my chair. Happy weekend!!